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"From the unwritten novel Fyodor and Favel".

From the unwritten novel "Fyodor and Favel". (Philosophical notes on cuffs).

Fyodor Ivanovich Sidorov sat on the shore of Lake Kinneret, drank "Whiskey" and cleaned the medal "Veteran of Labor of the USSR" with sand. Too late, too late I arrived, he thought sadly. Should have been 10 years earlier. (Volume I)

Favel Israilevich Ben-Sid, sat on the shore of Lake Baikal, drank vodka and cleaned a dollar with sand. Too late, too late I returned, he thought sadly. Should have been 10 years earlier. (Volume II).

Pavel and Favel sat on the shore of the endless ocean, drank nectar, glanced at the "brides of Christ" and preened their feathers. Too late, too late we ascended, they thought sadly. Should have been 10 years earlier. (Final part).